If there is one thing I remember from the Nimitz, it is the little games they liked to play with the blueshirts. The Mickey-At-Arms would constantly roam the ship in pairs, hiding in little out of the way places so they could pounce on unsuspecting sailors and write them up for needing a haircut, wearing white socks, having unshined shoes, or some other affront to the American way of life. Not that these things aren't important to discipline, but they were so anal about it. A favorite hiding spot was adjacent to the door to our office (RL Div), so as you may expect, ELTs were often targets of convenience. The bad thing was that there were nucs assigned to the MAA force for 6 month assignments and they got brainwashed and turned on their own. Paybacks were hell, and they all had to come back to us eventually. When I first boarded, it was cool otherwise and we didn't have formal quarters or have regular work days when underway. That later changed under a new Captain and a new Reactor Officer who was a pain. Then it was back to the fun I had previously on nuc cruisers, with formations and quarters every morning, impromptu inspections for uniforms and shoe shines, regular work days, etc. It was a culture shock for many.
You can't beat the simplicity of chemistry on the A4W plants of the Nimitz class ships. It only becomes a challenge when coming out of wet layup, and they may have solved that since I last did a sample 25 years ago. You could also have a picnic in the reactor compartments. Very large and very clean.
Edit to add another item:
I almost forgot about the Marines! The Marine guard force on the carrier would have security alerts where they grabbed M16s and shot guns and ran over any sailor who wasn't fast enough to become part of the bulkhead and get out of the way. I am actually a former Marine myself (did that before the Navy) but the grunts on the Nimitz were downright cruel at times.
